“We were but after this we will be returning to PMZ-2 today.” But… But… we were going to get married.
“Reeves…” He turns to look at me and his emotionless mask is back.
“We don’t have time for such nonsense things Jo. There are more important things that need to be done, get over it.” I flinch, he might as well have just hit me with his hand. I won’t cry in front of these men. I pull away from Lamier who at first doesn’t let go. I growl at him.
“Unhand me Lamier.” He does; I walk over to Donavan,
“Come on Honey.” Donovan is standing as still as a statue. I don’t need to follow his line of sight to know he is glaring at his dad. He has a knife in his hand, ready to defend his mommies honor. I touch his shoulder and he finally looks at me.
“Come on honey, we have more important things we could be doing right now.” Donavan follows me into the kitchen. I grab the counter to steady myself. Donovan wraps his arms around my waist and squeezes.
“Are you ok mommy?” My son shouldn’t have to deal with this, he’s only 6.
“I’m fine my love, go grab your box of things. We don’t want to lose them.” He squeezes me again before letting me go and scampering off. I look up and take a deep breath, my eyes land on an expensive looking coffee maker. My blood starts to boil as I stare at the pot. My life wasn’t the best but it was mine. He came in, kidnapped me and declared I was his. He poisoned me more than once and tattoo’d my body while I was unconscious. After all that I still fall in love with him and now he disgustingly throws me to the side like I don’t matter. In a fit of rage I grab the pot and throw it across the kitchen. The pot shatters against the cupboard and I’ll admit I do feel a little better. I grab the machine just as Reeves and Lamier run into the room with Vanolin. I toss the machine on the ground and kick it. Reeves glares at me and Lamier smirks leaving Vanolin to just look scared. I give Reeves a satisfied grin of defiance. Lamier looks at Reeves,
“You’re paying for that.” Reeves steps toward me,
“Come here.” I step around the counter out of reach.
“I am not one of your soldiers. We are going to get married before returning to PMZ-2. I am important and you will not push me aside like some piece of trash. This is not debatable!” Vanolin gasps and Lamier starts to laugh. Reeves face softens as he steps around the counter. This time I don’t move, I know he won’t hurt me. When Reeves gets to my side he lowers onto one knee and lifts a small box up; opening it.
“Jolene McManus, will you do me the honor of being my wife?” The ring is gorgeous, a silver or white gold band with diamonds and deep blue stones. I just stare at it, then him. He plows on,
“You can donavan are the most important people in my life. I said something I shouldn’t have in a fit of anger. I thought someone trying to take you away makes my blood boil. I want him dead sooner rather than later. Please, wear my ring, lets kill the bastard and then we will have the wedding you deserve.” Tears fills my eyes and I sniffle nodding quickly. I had no idea he had already bought a ring, he made comments but I thought that’s all they were.
“Yes, yes!” I lunge at him and take him to the ground. Reeves grunts with impact to the ground and I attack him with kisses. Reeves holds me to him and crushes his mouth to mine in a punishing kiss. Lamier clears his throat loudly.
“Should we leave the room?” I pull away from Reeves and chuckle.
“Ha, like you would leave.” I roll off of Reeves and get to my feet. Reeves smoothly rolls up to his feet and pulls the ring from the box, placing it on my finger.
“Lieutenant Vanolin please get that transport for us within the hour. We have something to take care of before we leave.
“Yes sir, it...